I have made it to the top of the mountain. Sorry, no pictures from the ride up the mountain, I was busy! As I chose to push it once again Goodyear Eagle GT+II's vocally give me warning that if I continue to ask of them what I am, immutable laws of physics will come into play shortly! There are no job deadlines, mortgages, or other such things that burden all of us during this exercise. It all bleeds away as it is all about you, the machine, that moment in time, and the road ahead. It commands your full attention just like shooting. And for a brief moment I am alive again in the moment. And young! Virginia awaits:
Before I go to my Aunt's house, I choose a detour to Independence, VA. I want to see the place where my grandparents are interred. Here is a picture of my Grandfather. Adults called him Ace, the grandkids called him Paw-Paw. He is on the right in this picture:
Now the matriarch of the family.
Many life events took place here. Here are one of my Uncle and Aunt's on the same front yard:
My parents were married here:
Pop is on the right!
But back to the here and now. I visit the graveside in Independence:
The view from the site is extremely serene and peaceful. If I choose to be traditionally interred I can only hope to be somewhere as beautiful as this:
I head back out after leaving a 20 dollar donation for the Cemetery upkeep. A WWII veteran and his two sons are attending the grave of the wife and mother to them as I leave. I thank him for his service and after I explain why I am there all is well between all of us. We are all paying respects.
Now to Fries. The chariot awaits:
The Magnum Opus continues! I feel this warrants a part three!